Laundry troubles

Me: You and Harriet look as if you are hiding from someone.

Nell: We are.

Me: Who?

Nell: David.

Me: Why?

Nell: He was on laundry duty and put colours in with the whites.

Me: Oh dear.

Nell: Poppy’s aprons are pink and so is Harriet’s favourite shawl. Mutley’s handkerchiefs are never going to be the same again.

Me: It’s easily done.

Nell: You would say that after shrinking Kev’s trousers to the size of a small child’s.

Me: I didn’t realise they were in there.

Nell: David simply doesn’t listen. He is always in a rush. He is going to have to do his own ironing in future.

Me: I’m not sure Dave and an iron are a good idea.

Nell: You are probably right. You know he wants to audition for the local musical? Mutley is coaching him. The Cat is doing the costumes.

Me: Which one?

Nell: West Side Story. He sees himself as a Shark. He thinks Harriet should audition too.

Me: She does have a sweet singing voice.

Nell: We shall see. Have you packed? The wedding is tomorrow and you will be leaving first thing.

Me: Not yet. My new sandals haven’t arrived and if they don’t, I will have to wear something else.

Nell: We should give the happy couple a shout out. Come on, you used to work on the radio.

Me: This isn’t radio.

Nell: We are on every day, aren’t we? I will do it. “We would like to wish Shona and Rob a wonderful wedding day tomorrow and every happiness for the future.”

Me: That was lovely.

Nell: Even though I wasn’t invited.

Me: You might have been. I didn’t ask. The hotel doesn’t take dogs, you see.

Nell: Actually I don’t see. Leave me be and go and find David. You two belong together.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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